She had promised in the end to stand firm, to stand by his side and brave--what, after all, but the clamour of a week?
So he put it and so she was eager to believe.
Mr.Hazelwood, busy though he made himself out to be, found time that evening to drive in his motor-car into Great Beeding, and when the London train pulled up at the station he was on the platform.

He looked anxiously at the passengers who descended until he saw Robert Pettifer.
He went up to him at once.
"What in the world are you doing here ?" asked the lawyer.
"I came on purpose to catch you, Robert.

I want to speak to you in private.

My car is here.

If you will get into it with me we can drive slowly towards your house." Pettifer's face changed, but he could not refuse.